Daily Dose

1. Charley woke up and came into our room in the middle of the night last night for the first time ever. Occasionally Zander will wake up crying during the night, and we usually just ignore it because he generally stops and falls back asleep within just a few minutes. Last night he had one of these short bouts of random crying, and shortly after he started, I heard Charley's door open. It woke me up with a jolt since it had never happened before and I didn't know what it was. Then I heard her little feet pattering down the hallway, so I immediately woke Brian up and told him Charley was out of bed. He of course was not concerned at all and mumbled something to the effect that she will just come in our room, but I was worried that it was too dark and she couldn't see or that something was wrong. But everything was fine, she was just a little scared, so she snuggled with Brian for awhile until she fell back asleep and then he took her back to her room. I'm hoping this is an isolated incident and not the beginning of a new habit. Many of my friends with kids have shared nightmare stories about having their children come in there room several times a night, for any little reason. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

2. Zander has turned into a little love bug, more than ever before. He is constantly hugging me, kissing me, and snuggling with me, and he looks for any excuse to do any one of these three things. He loves the "Barney song" because it includes lyrics about hugging and kissing, which he acts out every time we sing it. I think I am now receiving about fifty kisses VOLUNTARILY a day. If I had one wish right now, I would wish that I could freeze time so that I could get these hugs and kisses every day for the rest of my life. Why can't boys keeping lovin' on their momma forever?

3. We recently discovered that Charley LOVES to spoon. She has become the ultimate spooner, which is nice because it means I can get snuggles from her whenever I want instead of just when SHE wants. If I even mention the word "spoon" there she is snuggling up to me on the couch, tucking her body next to mine. If I had another wish right now, I would wish that I could freeze time so that I could sit and spoon with my daughter every day for the rest of my life. Why do kids need to grow up at all?

4. Last night we discovered that both kids love Ahi tuna. Neither one was the least bit concerned that they were eating fish (Charley called it "fish food"), and both of them ate it up like it was going out of style. Yet neither one of my kids will even touch potatoes, unless of course it is in the form of a french fry. But that's it . . . no mashed potatoes, baked potatoes fried potatoes. Nothing. Does anyone else find this all a bit weird?